How could one describe Sheng Shi's emotions at this moment?
When he heard someone running to report that they had found Gu Lanshan, his subconscious reaction was to ask, "Is she alive or dead?"
Before the person could even answer, he had rushed over here.
He pushed the door open and saw the familiar figure standing with her back to him; his heart, which had been hanging all day, finally returned to its place.
He stood at the doorway, breathing heavily, having run over ten miles. Only now that he saw her did exhaustion sweep over him like a tidal wave.
He felt as if his legs were filled with lead, unable to move any further.
He stared at her, scrutinizing her carefully, and realized that she was intact, and aside from being pale, she didn't seem injured.
Her clothes were dirty, her little face was messy, and her fair hands appeared to have many scrapes—even the edge of her earlobe was tinged with red.
